The Colour of Change

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So while it started to snow where I live, I jet setted to Cabo San Lucas, Mexico. Mostly because I have no tolerance for cold, and because it’s one of my favourite beach destinations.

I had the usual in my carry-on except this time I packed my ankara styled top. This piece is very special to me because I bought it at the Festival nuit d’Afrique in Montreal a couple of years ago – my all time favourite festival. I remember it like yesterday, my friend and I decided to have a girls weekend in Montreal. We especially went for this event. 30 degrees celsius, hot and humid, and a woman performing on stage with a voice so strong it gave me goosebumps. Her band delivered beats so hypnotic I forgot where I was – so taken away. Despite the name, this is a festival that brings everyone together. A park filled with people, so happy, different colours, and nothing matters. I always try to take advantage of this liveliness when i’m visiting my home city.

As I walked through the marketplace I laid my eyes on this colourful piece. At the time I was on the tip of, “I need a change. Maybe I just need to add more colour to my wardrobe…or my life.” I wanted to do something different, out of my norm. I know, not a big deal, but it was to me. I’m the girl who’s usually in black, from head to toe. A colour, or shall I say shade, which I wear with pride as it represents prestige. Something i’ll get into later. The problem is that at this time in my life I needed change. I could’ve gotten a tattoo, a new haircut or a trip to Timbuktu. Instead, I bought this top. I was in a pleasant place in my life but not exactly where I wanted to be. Not only does this piece represent my deep roots, it represents something even deeper in my life. It was the day I decided to add some colour to my wardrobe, but also a day that brought a positive change in my life. Coincidence? I couldn’t say.

I wear my ankara top with pride and with a big smile on my face as it only brings me great memories. On this day in Cabo San Lucas, I wore it with my bikini bottom. Anyone who knows me knows that I’m not very pleased with the swimwear fashion in Canada (sad face). So I usually mix and match my beach outfits. There are so many things about this top that make me happy. They say that African wax print clothing was originally worn as a nonverbal way of communicating. To be honest, I don’t know what this pattern means but I would hope something along the lines of, “change is good”.

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